"I agree to the the condition as long as you don't fall in love with me," Prince said with gentle eyes.
Emily gaped at a loss for words. After one blink, a dry laugh escaped her mouth. "You think I'll be interested in you?" Again, Prince shrugged his shoulders. "Love is hard to predict. It can come at any time, even at unexpected moments. And when it comes, is there anyone who can refuse it?" Pursing her lips, Emily raised her chin. "I already love someone. It's impossible for my heart to split. Never will I ever fall in love with you." Prince nodded with a subtle sneer. "Okay. If you're that sure, you don't need to be afraid of accepting the term and condition. As long as you don't love me, I won't do that either. But once you break it, this deal is over." "Okay!" Emily held out her hand. "From now on, you are my bodyguard. You will work professionally, without involving unnecessary feelings, because I will never fall in love with you." Prince shook Emily's right hand with his left. "Okay, deal." The curve of his lips hinted something mysterious. "Now, what is my task? You said you have an important mission. Where should I escort you?" Emily's index finger shot up. "You don't need to know. All you need to do is just to follow me." "Are you afraid I'll tell your brother? I don't even have his number." Emily shook her head swiftly. "Don't ask too many questions. Now let's go. The police might be surprised if we stay here too long." She started walking. "Where are we going?" Emily stopped and looked back. "Do you want me to tape your mouth?" Prince approached Emily with relaxed steps. "I hate walking aimlessly. So, can you tell me the next step? Just one next step. You can keep the final destination a secret." Emily sighed while rolling her eyes. "We're going to my hotel to pack, then to yours, then out of town. But before that, let's have breakfast. I'm hungry." "That's more than one step," Prince muttered teasingly. "You're starting to believe me, apparently?" While Emily was reluctant to respond, Prince continued, "So, a beautiful and slim girl like you also needs to eat?" "You think I'm not a human? All living creatures need to eat. Wait. Did you just seduce me?" Emily stared wide eyed. Prince snorted slightly. "I'm just talking. Now let's go get something to eat. I'm also hungry." Prince left the room first. Emily could only snort before following him. When the breakfast arrived, Emily's eyes lit up. Her focus immediately fell on the hot chocolate next to the croissants. She couldn't wait to sip it. However, right before she reached for the cup, Prince snatched it. "Hey?" Emily's brows furrowed in displeasure. Instead of feeling guilty, Prince studied the contents of the cup carefully. He stirred, observing the texture of the chocolate. Every now and then, he sniffed it. "What are you doing?" Emily asked, still with the same expression. "Didn't you learn from experience? You should be more careful with what you consume." Prince took a spoonful of chocolate. Before the drink reached his mouth, Emily quickly held his hand. "Wait a minute! That's my chocolate. Do you want me to drink the remaining chocolate of yours?" Prince blinked innocently. "You're more afraid of consuming my leftover than poison?" Emily was stunned. "If you're afraid there's poison in it, then why do you dare drink it?" "I'm your bodyguard. Of course I have to ensure your safety." Emily took a quick breath. "If you get poisoned and die, can you still ensure my safety? Never mind, don't be ridiculous. Give it back. There won't be any poison in my food or drink. If the criminal intended to kill me, he would have done it a long time ago. But lastly, he just put in drugs, right?" Prince fell silent while looking at Emily's relaxed expression. "You're afraid of me dying, apparently?" Emily snorted in disbelief. Folding her arms across her chest, she said, "Of course. You're the only one I can rely on now. If you die, I'll have to travel alone. As you said, it's too dangerous." While smiling crookedly, Prince put the cup on the table. "I thought you were the type who prioritized feelings. Turns out, you are a thinker." Emily shrugged lightly. "My brother and I lead a large company. Logic is much more needed when it comes to the fate of many people." "Is that so? Then, do you have any guesses about who targeted you?" Again, Emily failed to sip the hot chocolate. Her eyes flickered to the cup that seemed to whisper the answer. "I don't know." Emily looked up. Her expression was serious. "Our company has many competitors. They all expect us to collapse. The person who sent the attacker might be one of them." Prince was unmoved. He didn't nod, nor blink. Only his eyebrows knitted thinly. "Have you often received threats like that?" Emily smiled wryly. She took a small sip of the hot chocolate, then took a deep breath. "Several times. They're good at looking for loopholes. Luckily, I always survive. You know? Among my brothers, I'm the weakest. I think that's what makes me their easy target. But since Orion became my personal bodyguard, they don't dare do anything like that." "Why don't you take your cousin to accompany you here?" "Because my mission is secret. I don't want him to report to Louis or drag me home at any time. My plan could fail." Emily dipped the croissant pieces into the chocolate. However, when she was about to put it in her mouth, her eyes got widened. "Wait a minute. How did you know that Orion is my cousin?" Hearing that question, Prince froze. "Did you forget that your family is famous? I also know that you have a female cousin." Emily's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Who are you actually? Are you a diehard fan of mine? You can't possibly know much about me if you don't follow the news on purpose." Prince snorted. "Why do you keep accusing me of being your fan? Are you disappointed that a man as handsome as me isn't interested in you?" Emily laughed dryly. "Why should I be disappointed? Didn't I tell you that I already have someone? He's the only one I care about. I'm just asking out of curiosity. Or could it be that you are a journalist?" "No. I'm a photographer who likes monitoring social media. I always hope that my photos will be trending number one. But until now, your fame has always dashed my hopes." Emily stared wide eyed again. "You're from America?" Prince nodded. "Is L City?" Emily raised an eyebrow. "No. I'm from T City. But in recent years, I like to go on adventures looking for good pictures." All of a sudden, Cayden appeared in Emily's mind. His last name, hobbies, and hometown ... why were they all the same as Prince's? "Since when do you like photography?" Emily tried to control her voice, but it still sounded rushed. "Since childhood." "How old were you when it's started?" Emily subconsciously leaned forward. Prince smiled faintly. "You're starting to be interested in me, apparently." Realizing her aggressive attitude, Emily blinked. She straightened her back again and flipped her hair once. "Please don't make things up. I'm just curious. My side job is modeling for my own products. If your photos are good, you could be my photographer later." The curve of Prince's lips turned slanted. "That sounds promising. Unfortunately, I've never shot for commercial purposes. I'm more interested in landscape, architecture and human photography." "Aren't models also humans?" Prince shook his head quickly. "Yes, but those are two different things. Human interest photography does make humans the main object. However, it must be natural and emphasize the feelings. Expressions, gestures, and reactions captured on camera must be able to arouse sympathy and empathy from the photo viewer. Emotions are the highlight here. Often, the object of the photo is not aware that the camera is aiming at him or her." Once again, Emily fell into contemplation. She remembered her first meeting with Cayden. The boy took a photo without warning while she was watching a white horse playing in the snow in the farm field. "Could it be that Prince is Cayden? They have so many similarities. But why doesn't he want to admit it? Or is it just my hallucination? I was hoping too much to find Cayden so quickly?" she asked in silence."Miss Harper? Are you listening to me?" Prince waved his hand. Emily spontaneously blinked. "Yes. I'm just curious. Is that what prompted you to make me the object of your photo?" Nodding, Prince dipped a piece of croissant into his hot chocolate. "Yeah, we can combine your popularity with my skills. Maybe it can help me to reach trending number one." Seeing how casually Prince imitated her style of devouring a croissant, Emily stopped chewing. "By the way, why did you order hot chocolate too?" Prince enjoyed his food. He only answered after swallowing. "Is it not allowed?" "I'm just curious why you didn't order coffee or tea? Why hot chocolate?" Prince took a small sip of his drink. "Because I like it." Emily's eyes narrowed. "Really? It doesn't suit your personality. People who like hot chocolate are usually warm and pleasant." Laughter escaped Prince. The sound was light and comfortable to the ear. "It hasn't even been 24 hours since we met. You already know my per
Emily looked around. There were no other cars near them. She looked up to the sky. No drone caught her eye. Suddenly, Louis' voice echoed again. "Tell me where you are! And who is that guy? Why are you making out with him? Is he Cayden?" Emily froze. "Making out?" "You just groped him! You even ...." Louis was choked. "What are you doing down there?" Emily sighed in disbelief. One of her hands started waving. "No. You've misunderstood. It's not what you think. I just .... Wait a minute. Where did you see all that?" "The owner of the car you rented knows who you are. He recorded you with a hidden camera. I think he deliberately broadcast it live to make a profit. The number of viewers is tens of thousands now," Louis explained, making Emily's lips tremble violently. "T-tens of thousands?" "Yes! The viewers were amazed to see your behavior. Many commented that they didn't expect you to be such a wild, aggressive woman." At that moment, Emily's eyes found a spot on the
"Where should I put your suitcase?" Prince asked in a low tone. For some reason, the hairs on Emily's neck bristled at the vibration. "Just put it there. All the things I want to bring are already in my small bag. Now you pack. Just bring one backpack." Prince nodded. With relaxed but swift movements, he began to sort out the things he needed to bring. Meanwhile, Emily walked towards the curtain. She removed the thick cloth. A second later, her eyes were stunned by the view behind the glass. "Wow, Sky never makes a wrong choice. She always knows the best places on earth," she muttered softly. A castle stood majestically on an island not far from the coast. The blue sky above and the vast expanse of green grass stretching between them added to the beauty. No matter how many seconds Emily looked at it, she wouldn't get bored. "So, that's where your mission lies?" Emily turned around. Apparently, Prince was already standing by her side. His smile was gentle, hands tucked in
"Sorry, please don't misunderstand. I didn't mean to seduce you. It was just a spontaneous reaction. Your face was red and sweaty. I was just helping you to look your best in front of other people. And don't worry. This handkerchief is clean. I haven't worn it yet. " Prince showed his black handkerchief briefly before putting it in his pocket. Seeing his awkwardness, Emily quickly looked away. Tucking her hair behind her ear, she took a deep breath. "Okay, I can understand that. Oh look! The group of tourists has gone up. Come on, let's catch up!" Seeing Emily walk away shyly, Prince smiled. He walked beside her. "So, who are you looking for? Tell ne the characteristics. Who knows, I might be able to help. My observation skill is great, you know?" Emily glanced thinly. After a short contemplation, she finally revealed, "Her name is Sky. Her eyes are green. Her hair is curly. She is a little shorter than me, but her energy is much higher. She is a very attractive girl. Her ent
In the restaurant, Prince didn't dare disturb Emily. He preferred to wait until she was cheerful again. Luckily, when the salad arrived, a sweet smile appeared on her beautiful face again. "Merci," Emily said as she looked at the plates on the table. After the waiter left, she immediately prayed and enjoyed the first bite with her eyes closed. "Oh, I made the right choice," she muttered, shaking her head faintly. When her eyes opened again, she pointed at the plate in front of Prince. "Try it! It's delicious. You have to eat a lot to take care of me well." Prince smiled faintly. "Even though I'm hungry, I will still take good care of my boss." He tasted the salad. "But you need energy to fight the bad guy in case he suddenly appears. Should I order you a steak? You need protein." Prince failed to hide his laughter. "That's my favorite. How about we order one portion and share? You need protein too, Miss Harper." "I've got it from here." Emily pointed at the chicken pieces
"Take this, shameless woman!" Emily gasped. She quickly looked away, protecting her head with her arms. Unexpectedly, it wasn't the heat that she received, but the young woman's scream. "Hey! What is this? She has turned her back on you. Why are you protecting her? Look at my dress! You ruined it!" Emily turned her head. As it turned out, the waiter's tray was now in Prince's hand. Coffee dripped from the edge. Knowing that the man had succeeded in protecting her again, a warm feeling filled Emily's heart. "Miss Harper, are you okay?" Prince's soft voice broke her reverie. After blinking, Emily looked down to examine her outfit. There wasn't a speck of coffee on it. "I'm okay." Prince let out a faint breath. Emily could clearly see his relief. Meanwhile, the young woman's husband finally got up from his chair. He approached while grimacing. "Baby, please don't cause any more trouble. There are lots of people here." The young woman stared wide eyed. "You call me a pro
"Miss Harper, are you okay?" Prince asked softly. Emily blinked. She realized that teardrops had started to block her eyes. "Are you sure, Monsieur? Based on the information I have, Sky should still be working here." Emily ignored Prince's question. Her sad eyes were only focused on the key keeper. "Yes, I also wonder why she stopped so suddenly. Yesterday morning, she was still guiding her team and greeted me cheerfully. But in the afternoon, she said goodbye." Emily held her head. Her mind was too full and felt heavy. "Where ...." Her voice faltered. "Where is she going?" The Monsieur shook his head. His eyes narrowed, checking the memory. "I don't know, Mademoiselle. But it seems like it has something to do with Summer. Since the weather is getting colder, she doesn't look well. Maybe Sky took her to ...." The man stopped talking. He felt there was no sympathy in Emily's eyes. The beautiful girl was only interested in Sky's existence. "Excuse me, Mademoiselle. Do
"Monsieur," Emily knocked on the door for the umpteenth time. "Please, open the door. Listen to my explanation. Monsieur?" Just like before, no answer was heard. Emily sighed in resignation. "Is this where he lives? Why does it seem like there's no one inside?" she sighed as she looked at the sturdy building in front of them. Her hands occasionally moved to fix her hair that was blown by the wind. Prince stopped focusing on his phone. He looked up, muttering, "The upstairs window looks dark. It seems that Madame gave us the wrong direction. Shall we continue looking for the Monsieur tomorrow morning?" Emily pondered for a moment. She looked up at the night sky. There wasn't a single star. Instead, a flash of light was coming from the ocean. "You're right. We should continue the mission tomorrow. Let's go back to the hotel before the rain comes," she nodded weakly. "Not rain, but storm," Prince mumbled as he put his phone in his pocket. Emily stared wide eyed. "Storm?"